Then was the time I saw the great Williams singing on the stage in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania and he was all up in drag his rose red lips to his rhinestone hips he belted out song after song as he drank a brown paper bag And the he sang of love and pain, so pure perfect of human imperfections, it near choked me up But the of the show, was kind of slow And then someone me up
Later on the Astros were silently beating the living out of on the TV above and a little to the left of the great Hank Williams' As a busty blonde waitress poured him a double shot of 'whatever you got' and said "I thought you were dead" The pool balls as he tilted his head back and her how he had been a big star but now country music was full of freaks He sat there, in the TV Mascara streaked his
When I was only sixteen old I went from Houston to Abilene with a spunky stunningly woman in a Volkswagen Bug She was grown some kids all her own, a committment-free divorcee, and I was a man in We had only one 8-track tape but it was of the late Hank Williams and we in two-part harmony "Hey good lookin', about cookin' up with me"
Back at the bar they were calling last so I the barmaid a credit card to pay up my tab The TV was turned off and the stage was and the Hank Williams was gone so I asked her to call me a cab She said if you like I can you a ride, so there we were out the and into the city of brotherly love the night, out of sight In a VW Bug